Chapter 325 Marshal's large ooc scene
It is a very comfortable thing to receive spiritual healing as if the soul is in harmony.
I felt so comfortable that all the pain in my body and head quickly disappeared, and my eyelids gradually became heavy.
But the big white lion subconsciously warned himself: I can't sleep now.
because……
The person in front of it who was treating its wounds and stroking its fur was crying.
The big white lion originally rested its head lightly on Tong Wanwan's shoulder, controlling its body and just holding her without pressing her down.
It silently stood up and put its head close to Tong Wanwan's face as she was stunned.
Then, he extended his tongue and carefully licked away the tears from the corners of her eyes and chin.
“Ah…”
For some reason, it just didn't want this person to cry.
"Cancan..." Tong Wanwan was slightly stunned, but she didn't mind the wet, slightly cool and numb feeling on her face.
Instead, the barbs under the big white lion's tongue brought back some lovely memories.
Tong Wanwan recalled that when Cancan was in the form of a baby animal, he also licked her tears just like he was doing now.
Adult lions are not only huge in size, but the barbs on the tip of their tongues are also like the sharpest hooks.
But when it licked her, it carefully controlled the degree of relaxation of the barbs on its tongue and did not make her feel any pain.
It was as if… the sharp armor he was so proud of had softened when facing her.
Maybe ten minutes, maybe longer.
When Tong Wanwan relaxed her frown and stopped comforting the white lion, the big guy slowly lowered its head with a calm expression.
"Is this the end?" someone outside murmured in disbelief.
"How is this possible..." A doctor also expressed doubts: "It will take at least half an hour to calm down the orcs."
"It's only been ten minutes since she went in."
"Perhaps... the abilities of a double S-rank boss cannot be measured by our ordinary standards."
"Eh?! Look!"
With an exclamation, everyone's attention turned from the black-haired girl to the big white lion.
I saw its huge body suddenly changed——
The big white lion turned back into a tall and handsome man.
He had long limbs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was wearing a bloodstained black military uniform.
When the man raised his head, a god-like face appeared.
He has deep eyebrows, a high nose, thin lips, and slightly messy silver hair, but it does not affect his handsomeness in the slightest, but instead adds to his popularity.
"He's back! Marshal Elvis is back!" a subordinate exclaimed in a trembling voice.
"It's incredible." The adjutant sighed with mixed feelings.
But suddenly, he leaned closer to the transparent viewing window, his eyes wide open, "Come and see the Marshal, he seems... a little strange?"
Something wrong?
What happened?
Everyone was stunned, and they also took three or two steps over to look inside through the window.
To be honest, there are some things that are not right.
In the past, the Marshal's golden eyes were always as cold as the frost on the mountains, which could easily cause frostbite.
But at this moment, these eyes were unexpectedly clear and blank, as if they were drunk, acting entirely on instinct.
"Mr. Marshal?" Tong Wanwan also noticed it and asked with some concern, "Are you okay?"
She has perfectly completed the spiritual healing and consciousness guidance.
Logically, Elvis should be sober.
Could it be... because it was the first time I received spiritual counseling?
That's why you look like you're drunk and dizzy.
The man who propped himself up and staggered to his feet was not fully awake.
He was like an innocent and pitiful drunkard. He swayed a few times, staggered to half-kneel, and knocked Tong Wanwan, who was about to get up, down again.
This time he pounced in human form.
Tong Wanwan: “…”
Onlookers: “……?!”
Not only Tong Wanwan paused, everyone looked dazed.
In full view of everyone, the handsome man with a confused look stretched out his arms and hugged the black-haired girl under him tightly, as if he was protecting something precious.
Then he lowered his head, like a great white lion sniffing a person, and placed his head on the side of the girl's neck, rubbing it with his nose all the time, smelling the faint floral scent on her body.
Inexplicably, this strange yet heartwarming scene made the onlookers outside excited.
Everyone was anxiously thinking: Is Marshal Elvis so... so clingy in private?
It's completely different from his usual cold attitude!
The adjutant swallowed hard, quite frightened.
He opened the door a little and whispered to Tong Wanwan, "Miss Wanwan, can we come in?"
Her entire body was tightly wrapped around the man. Tong Wanwan turned her head with some difficulty and said helplessly, "Don't come in yet. Let Mr. Marshal take his time."
"Okay, okay." The adjutant nodded repeatedly. Just as he was about to close the crack in the door, he suddenly met a pair of cold eyes.
Those golden eyes seemed to be frozen, and they would tremble a few times at a glance.
adjutant:……
Not only was he not recognized by the Marshal, he was also glared at by him.
It's really miserable.
The next second, he saw the silver-haired man lower his eyelids, put his palm under the back of the girl's head, lifted her head back, and met her eyes again.
There was an inexplicable look of grievance on his expressionless face.
Tong Wanwan paused slightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Is this... jealousy?
Just because she turned around and said something to his adjutant?
Noticing Tong Wanwan's softening mood, the man, whose eyes were fixed on her, knew how to take advantage of the situation. He started by sniffing her neck, then slightly raised his chin and rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose.
He also called her name in a low voice.
Everyone: “!!!”
So close, so close, so close!
The adjutant held his forehead and sighed, wanting only to grab the other's shoulders and shake him, shouting: "Marshal, stop being a hooligan and wake up! The soldiers are watching us!"
Tong Wanwan's face was also a little hot, but more of it was bubbles of joy rising from the bottom of her heart.
Mr. Marshal is fine, that’s great.
After thinking about it, she rubbed back obediently and coaxed softly: "Mr. Marshal, the floor is cold, can we get up?"
The silver-haired man tilted his head and frowned slightly, as if he was digesting the meaning of this sentence.
The floor is cold, get up.
Can't let her catch a cold.
I understand.
Elvis nodded solemnly, and then...
Under the astonished gaze of everyone, he stretched out his long arms and directly picked up Tong Wanwan by the waist.
Perhaps because he suddenly turned from a white lion back into a human, and was not used to walking on only two legs, the man swayed a little, but he held the baby in his arms very steadily.
Tong Wanwan frowned unconsciously, feeling indescribably distressed: "Mr. Marshal, I can go on my own."
However, at this time, Elvis, who was acting completely on instinct and whose mind was not very clear, only understood the words "walk on your own".
She immediately pursed her lips, unexpectedly lowered her eyelashes, and hugged me tighter.
But he didn't just hug.
And suddenly lowered his head, like a male animal marking his mate—
He pressed his thin lips against the girl's furrowed brow.
As if to say: Don't be unhappy.
And...I can't walk on my own.
(End of this chapter)
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